Saturday

I slept lousy again on Friday night, so when I finally fell asleep, I stayed asleep until after 8:00 AM.

I skipped breakfast because I was busy stripping the bed, starting the wash, etc. In fact, over the course of the day, I did four loads of laundry. There was nothing washable that didn’t get washed (except for one black sock – started looking for it when I came up one short and found it under the bed)

About 11:00 AM, I was starting to get hungry, so I made a can of roast beef hash and topped that with two eggs, over-easy.

I talked briefly with Jeremy who was calling to confirm my attendance at Joe’s wedding. I said I’d be there and I will.

I did a lot of miscellaneous, but necessary chores (cleaning the tub, loading the dishwasher and running it, then unloading it, hanging and folding clothes, remaking the bed, etc.) But my main focus was the downstairs.

I assembled that shelving unit I bought and put it where the low one was. The low one went behind the exercise bike. Then I started rearranging stuff.

The only time I went outside was to bring in the box containing my new Bialetti pasta pot (ordered before the car problems) off the porch.

I drank a lot of coffee and wasn’t really hungry again until night time, when I was watching two more episodes of Breaking Bad. But some saltines and more of that faux Roka Blue cheese spread fixed that right up.